I also could speak as ye do, he might serve them in the same manner, pay them in like coin; if your soul were in my soul's stead, if they were in his place, I could heap up words against you, weaving a web of them, stringing them together, in the same form of unnatural statements which came from them, and shake mine head at you, in a gesture of questioning scorn, of malicious doubt, just as they had been doing in making him smart under their suspicions.

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